Can the Damned be Loved?

Chapter 5: A Summer’s Education

The day Ciel Phantomhive showed up on your door step sent you for a loop. Never in a million years did you expect the proud earl to grace your home. You were the daughter of the Earl of Sussex and your family was very close to the queen. Furthermore you never thought he would apologize for being so discourteous. As the two of you sat in your living room, you understood how difficult it must have been for him to come and ask for your forgiveness, so you accepted his words.
“But how did you know where to find me?” You asked.
Ciel fingered the brim of his top-hat, “I…did research.”
“You spied on me?”
Heart pounding, Ciel knew that if he didn’t think of something plausible to say, his grave only got deeper.
“No! I just asked around about you.”
Seeing the contemplative expression on your face, Ciel exhaled. That was close, first he dismisses you, then he goes and invades your privacy.
“You asked for me?” You said faintly blushing.
As the idea of Ciel actually asking about you settled in, you felt a surge of warmth in your chest. Smiling slightly, you reached up and twirled a lock of your hair.
“I had no idea, Mr. Phantomhive,” you demurely said.
Ciel blushed. Your voice was too lovely! He stood to leave, he thought it best to go before the color in his cheeks grew to dark.
“I learned much about you (y/n) I hope to spend more time together, should the opportunity arise.”
Escorting him to the door, the unmistakable brush of his hand ghosted over yours. You froze, permitting him to grasp your delicate hand in his. Your fingers slid against each other, his digits tickled your palm as he brought your hand up to his lips.
“I am hosting a dance party next week. To celebrate the engagement of Count Alois Trancy and his bride to be.”
At the mention of the Count’s name, you tensed. You heard tales of the manic boy, with his icy blue eyes and unpredictable personality. You even heard that he gouged his maids eye out simply for watching him eat. Ciel felt your hand shudder and gently pressed his lips to your skin. The moment they touched, electric waves pulsated through your entirety. The heat rose to your face like a volcanic eruption, the pounding of your heart bruised your chest. Ciel had never felt skin as soft as yours, it was as if you bathed in milk and honey.
“Will you be present?”
Your words muted on your lips, “….Ye…yes~” you breathed.
Looking into your eyes, his blue eye hypnotized you. Bringing his hand up to your face, he tenderly cupped your cheek. The two of you did not move, nor speak. You just let the immense feelings within your eyes communicate on your behalves. Ciel stroked the baby smooth skin with his thumb, his fingers gracing the silky locks of your (h/c) hair. Closing your eyes, you leaned into the feather soft caress, rubbing your cheek against the comforting palm. Ciel let a sigh escape his lips, you were truly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“(y/n)” came his whispered voice.
“Mm?”
The slate haired earl slid his hand down to grip your chin, “ I will also have something to declare that night.”